“Strange crafting styles that I have never seen before. Definitely different from those of the ancient era… You must be the heretic who has invaded our Prime Materia Plane, right?”0

Not long after the explosions and the blood-red curtain lit up the sky, Gondrath, the God of Craft, emerged from beneath the lake’s surface.0

The weak deity, whom Sein had marked as his next target, looked surprisingly calm. He even had the mood to raise his head and study the crimson metal sphere hanging in the sky, speaking to Sein like they were having a casual chat.0

“Oh? So you know me?” Sein replied, sounding mildly surprised.0

Though he had not activated his Flame Demon transformation, flames imbued with the distinct power of ashes were...0